May 2005 - Two Australians moved to Tuscany where they planned to live for two years. Two weeks later their dogs, Snowy and Dermott, arrived. Seven years and a property purchase later, they're still here.

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Friday, March 30, 2007

I love Wednesdays

Wednesday is the day my Art Group meets. I love saying that!

It's taken almost two years for me to find a local art group. Now, thanks to generous friends, each Wednesday afternoon I will spend three hours in the art studio of a beautifully restored 13th century convent owned by the Tanganelli family.

Back in September the first sketch I did in my Moleskine was the restored convent, Residence Le Santucce.

I had no idea there was an art studio behind those walls. Fate!

At present everyone is painting in oils - the only medium I don't have in my mini-warehouse of art supplies. Yet!

This week I just sat quietly and sketched. Quietly, because only my gracious hostess, Miranda, speaks English. Everyone hopes this is going to help my Italian. If this doesn't motivate me, nothing will! On the other hand my companions are more likely to improve their English.

Next Wednesday I'm going to dip a toe into the world of classic oil painting. To say I'm excited would be an understatement.

10 comments:

Brava Robyn! These sketches are very nice and I envy you to say the least. I would love to have command of the italian language and improve on my art skills! I bet you are going to savor your experience at the convent! Buona fortuna! marta

Yes, it is fate indeed! The whole experience had a dreamy touch to it … the first sketch, the place, the language, the ambiance --- ah, everything! I am as excited as you are for your upcoming venture to the oil realm. Expand, explore, experience. :)

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Every time the Australian Labor Party lost an election, my husband threatened to leave the country. In 2005, he made good his threat. Luckily, at the same time, I had decided I wanted a life instead of a career. That's how we came to live in Italy. Our two dogs, Dermott and Snowy, caring not a jot for either politics or career, only for their dinner, followed two weeks later.